I know You're always with me;
You see everything I do.
But I like to keep in mind
How others view You, too.
With Your glorified body
You don't need to use the door.
You can come in through a window,
Or even through the floor.
Regardless how You enter
My dear Lord, I pray You find
Upon my walls and tables,
But utmost on my mind
Things that are pure and holy,
And my heart is fixed on You;
Grateful for my salvation
And leading souls to You.
For I desire to please You
My Adonai, loving King.
You're why I'm so happy --
You gave me cause to sing.

By Dottie Brewer

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